Chapter 325: Thunder General, I really don't care about fame and fortune...

"Why did you break off here?"

"Stuck in such a critical place, do you want anyone to live?"

Around the world, countless people who bought "The Biography of Thunder Sword Heroes" couldn't help but start angrily cursing after reading the content of the last page.

"Which newspaper is this reporter named Gordon from? Does anyone know, everyone came to the door together to beat him. ”

"I know, it seems to be a weekly crescent, a small newspaper affiliated with the world government, which specializes in typesetting and editing some entertainment news."

"Yes, yes, not only that, but they also publish a weekly newspaper called 'Gonzo Weekly', as well as magazines with various titles. Of course, among the magazines, "The Biography of Thunder Sword Hero" is the most famous and has the best sales, and the rest are all on the streets. ”

A young man said to the others.

Everyone nodded at the same time.

But then again, it doesn't seem to be useful to know these things, the newspaper is under the umbrella of the world government, and if they really run to beat people, wouldn't they be declaring war on the world government?

When the time comes, it will not be very beautiful to be caught by the navy and put into the prison of the Advancing City.

But then I thought, what if I could get Vivian to come out and arrest them himself?

I'm afraid there will be a chance to ask for an autograph or something..

"Anyway, I'll have to wait until next week to see the update of "Thunder Sword Hero's Biography".."

Everyone sighed.

However, before he could finish sighing, he heard someone say again, "Don't you all know yet? Next week, "The Biography of Thunder Jianhao" will be suspended! ”

"Huh?"

When the rest of the people heard this, they immediately became anxious, and hurriedly looked at the man and asked, "Who are you listening to here?" ”

"I didn't hear anyone say it, isn't it written in the lower right corner of this last page?"

With that, the man opened the book, turned to the last page, and handed it to the people.

Sure enough, under the photo of Vivian and Larvin in the same frame, there is really a line of small words that "due to the lack of materials, the publication will be temporarily closed next week".

As a result, the scene suddenly fell into a brief silence.

About half a minute later.

"Ahh

! ”

A group of Vivian fans couldn't help but roar out one after another.

...

Maybe it's because Vivian's fans are all over the world, and because the "Biography of Thunder Swordsman" is closed, the scenes of insulting Gordon are almost countless, and they happen anytime and anywhere.

In the same way, Gordon, who was working day and night in the newspaper office, yawned and sneezed, stuffing cold eyes into his mouth while frantically writing his own story on the paper with a pen.

"Do you want to make Vivien's defeat by Ravin public?"

If I had done so, not only would the newspaper boss blame me, but I would have been severely punished by the world government, right?

But if this matter is not made public, what reason should be used to explain that Vivian lost the Nine Snake Pirates on the way to escort the prisoners?

This problem once made him so difficult that he couldn't even sleep well at night.

That's why he would end the previous issue with the next week's closure.

He didn't know how to write the next step!

"It's all my fault... It's okay, what are you doing putting Ralvin's picture at the end and leaving it as a suspense.."

The suspense is enough, and the sales volume will more than double compared to the past, but if he can't hand over the follow-up of the new biography next week, then he will probably be completely finished.

Once a journalist's reputation has become stinky among viewers, it is likely to be irretrievable.

Unless it's a different pen name...

Cough!

Straight to the point.

Gordon, who has always been the main word "truth" and regarded it as the truth that reporters must not lie to the audience, seemed to be in an incomparably tangled at the moment, until a few hours later, he really didn't know what to do, so he picked up the phone bug on the table and dialed a number.

"Beep Beep Beep Boom~~"

"Hello?"

Naturally, Vivian's voice came from the other end of the phone.

And Gordon, who heard this voice, also said bluntly: "General Vivian, I am going to serialize the story about you being defeated by Larvin in next week's magazine, I don't know about you..."

"Oh, you want to serialize, why are you calling me? Is it possible that this kind of thing still needs my authorization? ”

Vivian pondered, in the past, when you kid used my photos to write content and publish it, it seems that you didn't discuss it with me, why did you suddenly remember to call yourself now?

"What then. If I were to be serialized like this, wouldn't the government blame it? Gordon asked cautiously.

Vivian understood the purpose of Gordon's phone call to him.

"It doesn't matter, you just send it, the boss will definitely not blame it, this reporter, you have to be realistic, I can understand you." Vivian Road.

He naturally doesn't care about the fact that "Ralvin" defeated himself and was made public, and he himself is not the kind of person who cares very much about his image in the eyes of others.

As for the world government's side.. Now it is estimated that he is busy dealing with the affairs of the New World Territory, Heavenly Gold, and the Revolutionary Army, who has the time to deal with your little newspaper reporter?

On Gordon's side, after hearing Vivian's answer, the whole person's expression suddenly became complicated.

He had already thought that if Vivian threatened him, he would directly release the truth of the story, and then resign and start a comeback under a different name.

But who knows. He didn't expect that Vivian would behave so lightly, as if he hadn't taken this matter to heart at all.

"Sure enough.."

Thunder General, for things like fame and fortune, he doesn't care at all...

"After all, I've fallen into the clichΓ©."

He couldn't help but sigh again.

"I see, Admiral Vivian, I know what I have to do."

When the words fell, Gordon hung up the phone, leaving Vivian on the other end of the phone bug, listening to the busy sound from the receiver with a confused face, and seemed a little uncertain for a while.

"What does he understand?"

But forget it, he doesn't have much interest in magazines.

Putting the phone bug aside, glancing at Eri and Domino, who had returned to the courtyard after training in the base, Vivian immediately called out Garrett, who was resting in the bedroom, and let the three girls sit neatly on the sofa in front of him.

"I have something for you."

As he spoke, under the curious gaze of the third girl, he took out a large box with a necklace from behind him and placed it directly on the coffee table in front of him.

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